A cage made of pure gold

The echo of footsteps froze on the marble floor,
I drink my bitter triumph from a crystal goblet.
My personal paradise resembles a torture at a ball,
Where every smile is so deceptive and fragile.
I bought love for the whisper of ice-cold stones,
And sold dreams for the glare of fake spotlights.
But among this pack of tamed shadows
I feel alive, but inwardly killed.


Hot, meaningless dust flows through the fingers,
And the sweet weight of chains solidifies in my hands.

Припев
This is a cage of pure gold,
Where the soul cries from being overfed.
My heart is split into pieces,
I am burning down, breathing nothing.
Can't break out through the diamond bars,
Freedom here is just a card bluff.
And I have to pretend again,
As if I am a triumphant lion...
In this cage of gold.


The king of illusions on a throne of empty hopes,
With a guitar sobbing uncontrollably about what will not return.
I hide my scars under the silks of expensive clothes,
But this armor will crumple from the slightest weakness.
We played gods too long, losing our compass,
And passion was replaced by calculation, cold and cruel.
I conquered all this bright, crazy world,
But never before have I been so unbearably lonely.


Hot, meaningless dust flows through the fingers,
And the sweet weight of chains solidifies in my hands.

Припев
This is a cage of pure gold,
Where the soul cries from being overfed.
My heart is split into pieces,
I am burning down, breathing nothing.
Can't break out through the diamond bars,
Freedom here is just a card bluff.
And I have to pretend again,
As if I am a triumphant lion...
In this cage of gold.




I tear off the shackles, but the facets shine so brightly!
It's a sweet trap, where minds are poisoned with ambrosia.
I need neither fame, nor this evil gift,
If in the realm of wealth there is no way out of this darkness!

Припев
This is a cage of pure gold,
Where the soul cries from being overfed.
My heart is split into pieces,
I am burning down, breathing nothing.
Can't break out through the diamond bars,
Freedom here is just a card bluff.
And I have to pretend again,
As if I am a triumphant lion...


In this cage of gold.
Let me out.